hold my hand as we walk in sandntempting my fate in a faithful waynheaven knows haven’t wept for daysni try to hide a shameful displaynhush little sister now please don’t cryni work from 7 to 11 with a wish to dienwatching the sand as it slip my handnfading away as time in glassnfeel so sad for the time we hadnseemed so hard not to fall apartnhush little sister now please don’t cryni work from 7 to 11 with a wish to die